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Never Again

Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: seeker4, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

every time from now on. And you always have my sister for company.” I frowned. “I broke up with Dee at lunch, thinking I had you back for good. Are you suggesting I should still keep her as a lover?” Angie laughed. “I’m joking, Dave, but if you really want her, I won’t get in the way, either. I know it gets lonely and I know from what she has said that you two had a pretty hot thing going.” “No,” I answered, “Now that we’re back on track, I want to keep you as close as possible. Any chance of turning this down?” “Worried that I’ll stray again?” “Did you think I wouldn’t be?” “Give me a reason not to, then.” I grinned, and patted the spot beside me on the comfy bench-style seating. Angie came over and snuggled in next to me. Taking my wife’s chin in my hand, I turned her face up to mine and pressed my mouth to hers. As we kissed, Angie’s hand caressed my thigh lightly, moving higher until her fingers touched my cock through my trousers. A cough brought us back to reality. Giggling, we turned to the waiter and ordered. Once he left with the orders, we started making out again. As we shared a long French kiss, Angie found my cock, massaging it through my pants as it hardened. In return, I slid a hand up her bare thigh towards her own intimate place. When I reached the top, I found nothing but soft lips and curly, coarse hair. Breaking off our kiss, I smiled at my wife. “No undies?” I whispered, a bit incredulous. My wife wasn’t known for sexy little things like this. “I took ... them off just for you. They’re in my purse.” I removed my hand from between her thighs. My fingers were a bit wet from touching her and the scent of her sex was on them. “Waiter alert,” Angie hissed, and we rearranged ourselves to look more proper, though we stayed close together. My wife and I flirted and giggled as we ate, touching each other under the table and occasionally kissing. By the time we got to dessert, I was rock hard and Angie was practically dripping. I knew we had to get out of the restaurant and find someplace more private. Once we were out of Milanese and into the car, Angie was all over me. We started making out in the car right there in the parking lot. As we kissed and cuddled, my wife got my pants unzipped and pulled my cock free. Her fingers gently massaged my shaft, carefully avoiding my sensitive head. Still, my arousal grew rapidly. I put my seat back down and pushed my seat back as far it could go. That gave Angie enough room to get her mouth down to my cock. Soon, my wife’s lips were wrapped around me and her tongue was massaging my shaft as she sucked on me. “Oh baby, that’s wonderful,” I moaned, my fingers playing with Angie’s hair, “Fuck, you suck a cock so well.” In fact, I thought Angie’s technique had improved and her enthusiasm certainly had. Whether it was renewed sexual attraction after our separation or lessons learned with her lover, my wife had become a much more adept cocksucker than she had been formerly. Part of me wanted to get Angie ...